Post by mushu on Jun 17, 2011 20:15:01 GMT -6
Name: Cricketsong
Age: 38 moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: WindClan
Rank: Warrior
Apprentice: None as of yet
Love Interest: None as of yet
Kin: Deceased
Description: Cricketsong is a beautiful, gray-striped she-cat. Her entire body is encased in dark and light ringlets of gray. The stripes which fade down her forelegs blend into a lighter gray at her paws. The darkest of grays are that at the tip of her tail, which grow darker as they approach the end of her tail. Cricketsong's ears are a little larger than they should seem to be, but don't look at all out of place. There are distinctive stripes above her eyes and lines of white to outline them, which are a pale hazel-green. Her muzzle appears to be all white, surrounding that of a black little nose.
Personality: Cricketsong is a headstrong she-cat with moons of matelessness to prove it. No tom she has come across so far has been able to handle her. She insists on doing things on her own but yearns for someone to care for her. She needs to fight her own battles but would appreciate if someone would step up and help her out. No, she's not bipolar, just indecisive. Cricketsong knows who she is: A reliable, independent, WindClan warrior. She's no longer concerned with finding "the one" as the other she-cats put it, because she's given up on love. She cares for her Clanmates fiercely just the same, but she can survive just fine without another tom to make her happy... At least that's what she tells herself.
History: As a kit, Cricketsong was just as independent as she is today. Inheriting that from her mother, she was the boldest of her siblings and always stood out. Born in a litter of three kits, she was always the one leading the escapes from the nursery and escapades into the medicine den. Despite her uncanny ability to overshadow her littermates, they were still close. Since the day she could walk, Cricketkit was learning and perfecting battle moves, vowing to be the greatest warrior WindClan had ever seen. Along with her littermates, Onepaw and Gorsepaw, she was apprenticed and trained. Both of her siblings' dreams lie in that of a warrior like their sister, but not with as much ambition and drive. So as the three cats grew and changed together, they grew closer than ever. After what felt like forever, they were finally named warriors together: Cricketsong, Onewhisker and Gorsefeather. But Cricketsong's siblings were untimely taken from her when the three littermates were patroling the Thunderpath border. A stray dog had lumbered onto WindClan territory and Cricketsong barely escaped, but her littermates were not so lucky. After just barely being named a warrior and beginning their lives, the end had come too quickly for Gorsefeather and Onewhisker. Cricketsong was grief-stricken, of course, but she has always felt that Clan life leaves no room for moping. She has kept her littermates in her hearts, always, but to her, the safety and protection has always come first. Whether it comes before her feelings of loss, loneliness, or love... WindClan is what's most important. She has never considered this a flaw, but her greatest attribute. For as long as she can remember, nothing has given her more than WindClan as a whole. Cats may come and go but her Clan will always be there for her and she knows she will always be there for them.
Other: Let's just say she's like Bluestar
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